first love

Brisk winds rattle the window,
I am too engulfed in your warmth to fear.

Eyes wonder in your direction,
I am too occupied by your soul to leer.

Sirens cry out in the populous streets, 
I am too lost in our world to worry. 

Time selfishly tramples over life, 
I am too involved in our moment to hurry. 

Love is an uninhabited island, 
I am too adventurous to leave it unexplored.